Umbutu is the first to lay his scimitar and longbow on the ground. He has no love for combat, and he refuses to risk the lives of his friends. "I do not trust the word of a bugbear," He growls in goblin, "But necessity requires it. I consent to your demands for the sake of my wounded companions."
Alberich motions toward the wolves growling and Umbutu. Pick up your weapons. Those wolves aren't growling at us, unless your content to end your life as dinner for this lot."
Just as Grimbeard was going to lay down his staff, he hears Alberich's advice. Realizing the wolves may not be growling at them makes him feel more confident about this situation.
Ivolyn speaks in a hurried voice for the nearby goblins, those from the tunnel behind them and even the ones near the cave opening, but not so loud for the bugbear. “I bet he always separates himself from the (goblin) tribe. Doesn’t eat with you. Doesn’t sleep with you. Has tainted goblin guards to protect him even. He thinks he is better than you. But he has a dirty little secret my goblin friends! He is SCARED of you.”
Ivolyn waits a beat. “Terrified.. because there are so MANY of you! Because you are so strong, and he is soft as dough. And it is time to cook the fatted pig that takes from you!”
Ivolyn rubs two fingers together and looks to be concentrating for a brief moment before turning to the tunnel goblins and whispering, “I cast a spell on him (bugbear) - his insides will begin melting when the metal of a blade is inserted into him. Now,” she urges.
Ivolyn hopes if the goblins are spurred to attack, they can make a run for it!
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“Well done!” She congratulates the bleeding head goblin. She tries to find a line of sight on the still living Klarg supporter fighting with Umbutu. She casts ray of frost with a spin of her hand and a speeding flash of cold energy flies toward the enemy goblin.
((That’s a critical from a fridgid shelter- we are climbing blood mountain tomorrow - sounds like a dnd named mtn, then Home. Supposed to get 26 F tomorrow night))
((Also are the wolves restrained by chains pinned to the ground or free?))
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Grimbeard feels motivated by the vigor of his companions, and the momentum of the battle. He looks to the west to the group of goblins. He creates another acid Bbubble in his hand. He throws the bubble with a grunt, aiming at the two closest goblins to him and the party.
Umbutu is the first to lay his scimitar and longbow on the ground. He has no love for combat, and he refuses to risk the lives of his friends. "I do not trust the word of a bugbear," He growls in goblin, "But necessity requires it. I consent to your demands for the sake of my wounded companions."
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Alberich motions toward the wolves growling and Umbutu. Pick up your weapons. Those wolves aren't growling at us, unless your content to end your life as dinner for this lot."
Just as Grimbeard was going to lay down his staff, he hears Alberich's advice. Realizing the wolves may not be growling at them makes him feel more confident about this situation.
Ivolyn speaks in a hurried voice for the nearby goblins, those from the tunnel behind them and even the ones near the cave opening, but not so loud for the bugbear. “I bet he always separates himself from the (goblin) tribe. Doesn’t eat with you. Doesn’t sleep with you. Has tainted goblin guards to protect him even. He thinks he is better than you. But he has a dirty little secret my goblin friends! He is SCARED of you.”
Ivolyn waits a beat. “Terrified.. because there are so MANY of you! Because you are so strong, and he is soft as dough. And it is time to cook the fatted pig that takes from you!”
Ivolyn rubs two fingers together and looks to be concentrating for a brief moment before turning to the tunnel goblins and whispering, “I cast a spell on him (bugbear) - his insides will begin melting when the metal of a blade is inserted into him. Now,” she urges.
Ivolyn hopes if the goblins are spurred to attack, they can make a run for it!
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
Deception
20
16
((knew that was coming lol))
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
Alberich casts Sacred Flame on Klarg and raises his shield stepping in front of Ivolyn.
Damage if failed Klarg Dex Save: 5
EDIT: Sad Trombone
Maive draws his rapier, and stabs the goblin in front of him.
Attack: 7
Damage: 4
Maive then attempts to slip through his companions, and climb the stairs to the south-east.
“Well done!” She congratulates the bleeding head goblin. She tries to find a line of sight on the still living Klarg supporter fighting with Umbutu. She casts ray of frost with a spin of her hand and a speeding flash of cold energy flies toward the enemy goblin.
Attack 17
Damage: 4
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
((That’s a critical from a fridgid shelter- we are climbing blood mountain tomorrow - sounds like a dnd named mtn, then Home. Supposed to get 26 F tomorrow night))
((Also are the wolves restrained by chains pinned to the ground or free?))
Ivolyn Brun, human wizard in Lost Mine of Phandelver
Grimbeard feels motivated by the vigor of his companions, and the momentum of the battle. He looks to the west to the group of goblins. He creates another acid Bbubble in his hand. He throws the bubble with a grunt, aiming at the two closest goblins to him and the party.
Acid Splash damage: 2